When she heard someone mention the white-clad prince, a stranger of unmatched grace, Dong Huiying instinctively thought of her Xiaoliu. The men in her family were all tall, like Xiaoliu Yixuan and Shu Yu, who both liked wearing white clothes, and Yixuan had a scholarly aura and was extremely handsome.
But that was just a thought.
Yet, when she heard the staff mention a flirtatious man in red clothes with a cinnabar mark between his brows and alluring phoenix eyes, her heart skipped a beat suddenly.
Hmm??
Red clothes, cinnabar mole, and those enchanting looks, phoenix eyes—this was clearly her Shujun!!
She blinked, not having seen the person yet, and didn't know if it was really them.
Could Shujun have come looking?
Indeed, Shujun excelled at tracking, finding this place wouldn't be difficult.
Her heart ebbed with excitement, but she remained composed on the surface, quickly picking up her chopsticks to shove rice into her mouth.
